First of all, let the record state that I, Annabeth Minerva Chase, am most certainly not a party person. Really, if you think about it, this would be like my fifth party. And I'm a junior in high school and considered the most popular girl at Goode.
The club pounded with noise as lights glimmered and teenagers danced like their life depended on it. The girls looked like they were having the time of their lives. Piper, as expected, was dancing with a sort of easy grace that could only be achievable if your mother was the Aphrodite. Thalia, edgy enough in her usual attire, was completely rocking out on the dance floor, her eyes flashing with excitement. And Hazel, surprisingly, was the wildest of them all, going as far as to dance with random guys and then bolt away as soon as they started getting handsy.
And then there was me, standing off on the side of the dance floor. Piper noticed this and came over. "Annie, come over! It's super fun," she yelled, her words slightly slurring as she spoke.
"No thanks, I'm not really in the mood Pipes," I said.
"Well that's just cuz we haven't gotten any alcohol in you yet. Come on, drinks on me!" Piper said as she dragged me over to the bar.
The bartender asked, "So what would you pretty ladies like?"
"I'll have a shot of tequila and… Annabeth here will have..?"
I sighed, deciding to give into the persuasive powers of Piper McLean. "I'll have an apple martini."
"No worries, this one's on me" the bartender replied. "Grand opening of the new club, first drinks are one me."
"Awesome, thanks so much!" Piper exclaimed, downing the drink in one. She shot a look of excitement at me, then ran out to join the girls on the dance floor.
I sat there, slowly sipping my drink, watching the crowd around me. Suddenly, I decided that I wanted to get rid of this feeling, and downed my drink as well.
"Woah, that was fast. Can I get you another?" a silky smooth voice interjected. I looked up, and saw those luminous green orbs from before staring down at me. I was mesmerized, he honestly had to be the most good looking man I had ever seen. His eyes enraptured me, and he signaled to the bartender for another drink.
"Thanks…" I said. "You didn't have to do that."
"Well, what if I wanted to?" He said, all of his charisma and charm sending my brain into overdrive.
"Then I'd say go for it. But I don't even know who you are."
He chuckled, his mysterious voice remarking, "I'm the owner of this club. It's the grand opening and I feel obligated to buy the most beautiful girl in here a drink."
At that point, I really didn't know what to do. Should I say something? God, I've never been more nervous in my entire life. Get it together, Annabeth. You can do this.
I must've had an extremely puzzled look on my face, because the mysterious owner chuckled and asked, "Do you wanna get out of here? It might be the grand opening, but I can think of hundreds of better places to be with you."
"Yeah, sure," I said, not really thinking that he's a total stranger and I'm going out with him after five minutes of knowing each other. But I accepted anyways. "Let me just go tell my friends so they're not worried."
I walked away, nerves overtaking me. However, it was quickly masked by excitement as I walked up to the girls and said, "Hey, I'm gonna go now. Don't worry about me, just take a cab when you're gonna leave and go back to my house. I'll come back and take care of the car."
Not hearing a response, I walked off and joined the green-eyed man. "Okay, let's go."
He led me out into the parking lot, and I saw literally the most gorgeous and expensive car I've ever seen. "Oh my god, is that a Lamborghini?"
"Sure is, I have one in every color. It's my favorite type of car," he replied nonchalantly.
Somehow, my brain chose to overlook that "small" fact. Maybe it was because of all of the alcohol, or maybe it was because of the fact that I was so enamored with the guy. "And it's my favorite color too, grey is everything," I said. "But I think I might have a new favorite color now," thinking of those deep green eyes.
He held my gaze as he walked to the passenger seat, and opened the door for me. "Where are we going?" I asked as we got in.
"Well it's a surprise," he said. "But I think you'll like it."
We drove for a little until we reached the Empire State Building. "Hey, what are we doing here?"
"You'll see, " he said, his beautiful eyes glimmering with something that looked like excitement.
He took my hand and we walked into the building. He walked up to the front desk, where there was a security guard waiting. "Will, my man. Would you mind letting us up? I want to show her something."
"Yeah, not problem," he said. And to me, he remarked, "Enjoy the view. You'll never forget it."
"Thanks," I said. "I'm Annabeth, by the way. Annabeth Chase." At this point, it never occurred to me that he didn't know my name, and he turned to me, looking at me with interest. He had such a dumbfounded look on his face, I giggled. In that moment, he looked so innocent, and like he just came out of water and was catching his breath. That's when I got the name, Seaweed Brain! Yeah, totally. My alcoholic mind was pretty messed up.
"Well nice to meet you Annabeth Chase. I'm Will Solace. I'd love to stay and chat longer, but my man here really looks like he wants to show you something."
"Yeah, thanks Will. Catch you later," Seaweed Brain said, leading me up to the elevator.
"Wow, this elevator has some pretty terrible music," I said.
"Yeah, you'd be surprised that a building with this many floors didn't have good music." Finally, after a few moments, we reached our destination and we stepped out.
"Wow," I breathed, taking in the sights. We were at the top of the Empire State Building. Will was right, the sight was truly remarkable. I was sure that I'd never forget this night. "How are you able to be up here? There has to be restrictions."
"Let's just say I know some people."
"Like Will?" I asked.
"Yeah, something like that," he replied, his tearing his gaze away from me.
"Hey, you know what I realized? I don't know your name."
"My name?" he replied hesitantly.
"Yeah your name. I can't be going off gallivanting with a stranger until I at least know their name."
"Well, Miss Annabeth Chase, my name is Percy."
"Nice to meet you Percy," I whispered.
"Nice to meet you too Annabeth."
And that was pretty much how the rest of the night went. We sat there and talked. We just talked. Well, we also did a little bit of dancing. Turns out, he's a horrible dancer.
I must have been high off of my emotions, because as we drove to my house later, I felt strangely dizzy and warm. It only intensified by the end of the night, when he dropped me off at home and pulled me in for a long tantalizing kiss. Yep, I was definitely high off of my emotions.
As he turned to leave, I cried out (as best I could without waking my dad up) "But how will you find me to hang out again? That is, if you want to hang out again."
He turned to me with a mysterious look in his eye, saying, "Don't worry, I have my ways. And I definitely want to see you again." With that, he took off.
Sighing to myself, I didn't even bother changing. As I collapsed on the bed, I didn't even think to see if the girls were okay or what my dad would say when he realized that the car was missing. Tomorrow morning, I was so screwed.
A/N: And there you have it folks, the meeting of Percabeth. Let me know any ideas you have as to how the plot unfolds, because I'm really not sure myself.
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